This is a song about "Bee s knees"

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

You just a dead bee without a sting,

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

Rideright back to the movies

The pale skin and scrapped knees

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Don't worry bout a thang baby

She wants to fly like a bee

Wears his jeans below his knees

Inferior, but i'm nice

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Gettin weak all in my knees

Cause there could never be peace